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Strawberry Fields Forever

It’s St. Patrick’s Day!  I suppose I should be posting a great blog on Corned Beef and Cabbage or Irish Stew or green beer (blech!).  But the truth is that St. Patrick’s Day isn’t generally celebrated much any more at my house.  Too many years, I’ve slaved in the kitchen only to spend the evening rolling my eyes in irritation as my husband almost literally gagged on dinner.  To say he’s not a fan of the traditional Irish fair would be an understatement.  To say that he’s probably inwardly jumping for joy that I’ll be working tonight and not trying to be festive is hardly an exaggeration.  Me not cooking Irish cuisine saves me a lot of frustration and stress so I just don’t do it.  But I’m jealous of those of you who are.  I love the stuff.  Eat it and think of me, post pictures.  I’ll live vicariously through you.

That being said, I did have a few days off last week.  These days it’s rare for me to have 2 consecutive days off.  My chef has been great at trying to give me days off for Collin’s baseball games but that means I get a day here, a day there.  But last week there were three days in a row and I needed every one of them.  The first, I slept most of the day, the second, I did those things that needed to be done and the third, I had a little time to play.  One of my favorite things to do is go to the grocery store (a good grocery store – not a crappy one) and see 1) what looks good and 2) whats on sale then take it home and create a meal.  Sometimes (as in this past week) I strike gold.  Sometimes, not so much but it’s always fun and I usually learn a something in the process.

So on my third day off, I headed to Publix with no ideas of what I was looking for.  The first thing that caught my eye were strawberries.  When I moved to Florida, I had imagined that oranges would be everywhere.  I had dreamed of oranges trees, farm stands and thought about what I could do with them.  Sadly, that couldn’t be farther from the truth.  Due to some pesky insects and heavy, heavy regulations, every grove I’ve seen has been surround by electric fencing and every orange I’ve seen has been shipped in from California.  But what we DO have are strawberries.  Just 45 minutes west of here is a town called Plant City – the Winter Strawberry Capitol of the World.  These strawberries aren’t your overgrown, nearly tasteless Driskolls.  They’re smaller, tarter and more delicious.  And they’re peaking.  Publix had gorgeous local strawberries on sale as well as Salmon fillets.  I grabbed both, and a little fresh basil and headed home.

My boys had been asking for strawberry shortcake but instead I whipped up a fresh strawberry pie.  If you’d like the details on that, you can check out the blog here:


It’s an old standard but so delicious and easy.

download-1As for dinner, I knew I’d be short on time, wedging it between Collin’s baseball game and having to pick Ty up from work.  So I did some prep early.  I pulled out the salmon and spotted the bottle of Jack Daniels’ Tennessee Honey sitting on my counter.  If you haven’t tried this stuff, you’re missing out.  We’re not big drinkers and a bottle of liquor will usually last a year or more in my house.  But I have a hard time keeping this whiskey around.  I’ve put it in everything from barbecue sauce to pecan pie.  I’ve mixed it with water and sipped it slowly, I’ve added a bit to coffee.  It’s amazing stuff.  On this night, I decided to make a glaze for my salmon.  I spent a few minutes making the glaze in the afternoon and just left it sitting on the counter.  Then I started to work on the sauce.  This is where those gorgeous strawberries were going to pay off.  I chopped them up in the food processor, added some balsamic vinegar, water, brown sugar and let it reduce.  I then finished it off with a bit of honey and fresh basil.  A little more reducing and the sauce was ready.  I popped it in the fridge and headed out for the game.

When we got home, all that was left to do was season the salmon with salt and pepper, broil it for 5-6 minutes on each side, brush on the glaze, broil another minute or two, warm the sauce and serve.  The result was amazing.  So good, so easy, so full of flavor.  Collin even said he wanted to cook it for his girlfriend.  It was pretty and seemed like a special meal.  Company worthy indeed.  Even my pickier Camden thought it was great.

Not sure when I’ll get another day to play with my food but I hope when I do, it’s turns out as well.  In the meantime, give this a try.  Strawberries should be coming to you soon!


Tennessee Honey-Glazed Salmon with Strawberry-Balsamic-Basil Sauce*

For the glaze:

3/4 cup Tennessee Honey

1/2 cup brown sugar

1 garlic clove, minced

1 teaspoon apple cider vinegar

1 tablespoon Worcestershire sauce

1/2 teaspoon mustard powder

Combine all ingredients in a small saucepan and whisk to combine.  Bring to a boil over high heat, reduce to simmer and cook 6-8 minutes or until reduced by about half.  Pour into a bowl and set aside.

Strawberry-Balsamic-Basil Sauce

2 cups finely chopped strawberries, plus additional sliced strawberries for garnish

1/2 cup balsamic vinegar

1/2 cup water

1/2 cup honey

1/4 cup fresh basil, chiffonade

In a small saucepan, combine finely chopped berries, balsamic vinegar and water.  Bring to a boil, reduce to simmer and allow to reduce by half.  Stir in honey and fresh basil and simmer another 2-4 minutes.  Keep sauce warm or make it ahead and chill it, rewarming before use.

For the salmon:

Preheat broiler and place salmon on a baking sheet lined with foil or a Silpat.  Season both sides with course salt and freshly ground black pepper and broil 5-6 minutes on each side.  Remove from oven and brush with Tennessee Honey Glaze.  Return to broiler and cook an additional 2-3 minutes.

Spoon Strawberry sauce onto plate and top with glazed salmon, add additional sauce and garnish with fresh strawberries.

*Unless you’re cooking for a crowd, you’ll have both glaze and sauce left over.  It would be wonderful on chicken  (or chicken wings as I’m going to try).  The glaze can be used as a dipping sauce and the strawberry sauce would be excellent over ice cream.  Be creative!


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I’d Rather Kiss a Wookiee

Today I braved what I anticipated would be nearly unbearable crowds and uncomfortable heat to attend Star Wars Weekends at Disney Studios.  Star Wars Weekends is an annual event that runs from mid-May to mid-June.  George Lucas and Disney team up to offer special shows and parades, character greetings, celebrity appearances and some really cool merchandise each weekend during the event.  People come from all over to attend so I managed to talk myself out of the comfort of my apartment and even convinced my roommate (who has never seen Star Wars) to join me.

As we first entered, our “hosts” for the day were on stage giving us the rundown.  Basically, there are shows, a parade, Star Tours (a retro-popular ride), and all sorts of other events.  We quickly made our way to Darth Mall – a haven for super cool (in a geeky sort of way) Star Wars merchandise.  There was a LOT to look at but my very favorite was this “Mona Leia” t-shirt.  

There are several of my friends who need this.  Sadly, my paycheck isn’t big enough to pay for all of them.  Here we also saw R2D2 and C3PO and met Princess Leia.  She offered me a job cooking on the Millenium Falcon.   Here I also had my picture taken and placed in the famous Slave Girl Leia scene from Jedi.  I was hoping for a relatively inexpensive option to buy a digital file so I could impress my friends but $30 for an 8×10 of myself was out of the question.

After we were finished shopping, we took a break from Star Wars and saw the Voyage of the Little Mermaid.  After that, it was time for the Star Wars parade.  Fantastic characters and photo ops.  This may have been my favorite part.   We then walked around the park, seeing other Star Wars characters along the way.  Star Tours is back.  This ride was underwhelming when they removed it in the early 2000’s.  But now it’s been refurbed and has a 3D element added.  It’s better and will be gone when Star Wars Weekends end.


The only “celebrity” I knew. Jake Lloyd (aka Young Anakin in The Phantom Menace) The make up made him look much younger in the movie.









There were also many activities for kids, such as the Jedi Training Academy – some of these sweet padawans were even allowed to walk in the parade.  All in all a fun day.  Hope you enjoy the photos!


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Heigh-Ho, Heigh-Ho

Today I finally set foot in the kitchen. Of course, that foot was wearing a navy leather pump with a 2″ heel and was attached to a body dressed in professional attire. Not exactly kitchen-ready. Today was a short easy day of “e-Learning” followed by a very quick tour to my location to show me where to clock in and where to go when I actually start on location tomorrow morning (wearing my chef whites and kitchen shoes, of course).

Back stage photos are tough to get but the kitchen is big and not nearly as clean and pretty as those at Culinary school. It’s a little intimidating but I’m sure I’ll be fine once I get in there. Tomorrow I will meet my trainer who will walk me through everything for the next week to 10 days.  Until I’m fully trained, I get this cute little ribbon on my name tag.  Here at Disney the “Earning My Ears” ribbon is considered a Get Out of Jail Free card.  I’ll take it.

After school, my roommate and I went to the Magic Kingdom for a few hours. It was hot and more crowded than I expected for a Wednesday in May. Much of that park is a mess with the Fantasyland expansion. By 4:00 or so we were tired and ready to come back to the apartment.

The best part of the day was that I braved the lines in the sun to get a Dole Whip. If you’ve not had one, so very sorry. They’re heaven. Pineapple soft serve thats created from fresh pineapple and water (no eggs or dairy) and served with fresh pineapple juice. Amazing on a hot day. My last one was in 2001 and my last one before that… 1989. The Dole Whip was something I’ve been looking forward to since I found out I got this job.

Tonight there is a College Program party. I’m not going. I have to get up and run early tomorrow before catching the 7:20 a.m. bus to my beautiful resort. Besides, loud DJs, blacklights, crowded pools and lame food stopped sounding good about 20 years ago.

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Welcome to the Disney Culinary Program

Yesterday was insane. So insane, in fact, that I needed to sleep before I could even relive it in blog form. Of course, I’m sure the 20 year olds don’t feel that way. I rarely “feel” my age but yesterday it was apparent.

After leaving my hotel very early and arriving at the airport, I headed straight to baggage claim. At first, the situation seemed bleak but then, voila! My lost bag (and Keurig) had arrived and was being stored in back. I loaded the 50-pound bag of love onto my cart and proceeded to the Mears Shuttle Service ticket window which, was closed. ARRRRRG. I wanted to arrive at Vista Way early and that was now looking like an impossibility. I then wandered out to where the shuttles were sitting and found a chartered driver who was willing (nee thrilled) to take me to Vista Way and pocket the $21 cash.

When I arrived at the apartment complex I didn’t even recognize it. I was last there 23 years ago. At that time, it was a brand new complex. Now, it’s the oldest of the bunch and about 3x bigger. The college program has also exponentiated. When I checked in in 1989, there was a line of maybe 10 people. As I pulled up, waiting outside, was a line of about 100. And I was EARLY. The shuttle driver dropped me off, helped me with my luggage and was on his merry way, with just a little more cash in his pocket. I stored my bags and joined the queue. After chatting with the lady handing out temporary name tags, I learned that there were about 500 College Programmers checking in that day and only about 30 Culinary Programmers.

As we moved through the line, and into the building, I was impressed with the organization. It was efficient. We did our initial check in and then moved around where we went through some legal paperwork. Then there was an over 21/under 21 station, then into housing where we were able to request which complex we’d like to live in and how many rooms. I initially requested Patterson Court, the newest of the complexes but only 3 bedrooms were available. That would mean 5 roommates, something I wanted to avoid. At first the one-bedroom hope seemed thwarted but then after I jokingly explained that I was old and wanted a quiet, drama-free apartment, the gal walked away and checked with a supervisor, who was able to release a one-bedroom at Chatham Square. YES!!!!  Even though Chatham isn’t as new as Patterson, I’ve heard good things about it.  It was an okay sacrifice to only have one roommate.  Only one chance for crazy.  I was then sent to pick up my key, sign more legal work and then inline to have my housing ID taken.  That’s another big difference here.  The security.  In 1989 there was none.  Zilch.  Anyone could stay with you, anyone could get on the employee vans, anyone could be snuck into the parks.  Now it’s a tighter ship.  Now there are apartment inspections and housing IDs that must be shown when you board a bus (though I’ve already noticed some drivers not checking).  Now there are checkpoints at the apartment complex entrances and no cars allowed without a permit.  In fact, today I have a 2- hour housing meeting that is all rules and nothing but rules.  As an adult, I love that but I can imagine the kids feel a bit more annoyed with the structure.

Anyway, after getting my housing ID, I headed out to a bus that was taking us to Central Casting.  Another new thing.  I had never been in that building.  It’s beautiful.  Truly.  Here we spent about 2 hours going from one department to another.  First there was a lecture on the Disney Look.  It’s big here.  Then we were on to Training Coordinators who finished off our I-9 paperwork and gave us our training schedules for the next few days.  This took a while as they are adjusting to a new system.  Then we set up for direct deposit or payroll cards.  Finally we were around to background checks and finger printing.  Working the finger printing machine was a cross-dressed man who reminded me a bit of Norman Bates at the end of Psycho, though his hair may have been real.  Disney…. we won’t let you men grow a goatee or wear earrings or spike your hair.  But gosh golly if you want to dress like a woman, feel free.  Just make sure that your earrings are no larger than quarters and your fingernail polish is French manicured.  I have to admit, though.  I’m proud to work for a company that is okay with that – even if I suspect he wouldn’t be allowed outside of the Central Casting.

After finger printing was done, we were back on the bus and headed back to Vista Way to pick up our bags and catch another bus to our assigned apartments.  When I arrived at Chatham, I was happy enough with the way it looks.  It’s very Floridian and huge but nice.  I went to my apartment – a one-bedroom that’s about the size of a postage stamp.  Plain, white walls, blah.  This doesn’t bother me though – and so far I was the only one here.  I went to the bedroom and began unpacking my bags.  When I opened the bag with the coffee pot, it was apparent why it had been delayed.  There was a nice little note from the TSA about searching it.  I’m okay with searching but they had destroyed it.  Everything was a mess and my little jar of Truvia had been opened but not well closed.  Little white granules were all over everything.  I totally understand why an x-ray would have necessitated searching – a Keurig might not look like a Keurig when scanning.  I’m even okay with the delay.  But I’m not happy with the state they left the bag in.  Annoyed to say the least.  Nonetheless I finished unpacking and there was a knock at the door.  When I opened it, I was surprised to see a grown woman standing there with her bags. My new roommate, Claudia.  She was like a gift.  Turns out she’s 42 and from Mexico City, though she’s been living in Illinois for 14 years.  She’s just finishing up at Le Cordon Bleu Chicago.  She left a husband and 5-year-old son (Maximiliano) behind and is just so sweet.  We hit it off immediately.  I’d like to kiss whoever set that up at the housing office.  When she arrived she also mentioned that in the parking lot, a kid who was moving out had offered to sell her a TV for $15 and he’d be along to deliver it soon.  Now I wanted to kiss her.  Sure enough in a few minutes there was a knock on the door and a young man brought in a big, clunky television.  It used to be in one of the resorts and he bought it from Disney for $15 when he moved in.  Jackpot!

Once we were unpacked, we needed to go to Walmart.  There are a lot of things that you need and that are not provided.  And we were hungry.  It was now 2:00 p.m. and aside from a granola bar and a bag of skittles, I had had no food since Whatburger at 8:30 a.m. the day before.  So we walked to the bus stop to catch the Walmart/Publix/Post Office bus.  It’s a fairly long bus as Walmart isn’t really close but that’s what we’ve got.  I won’t complain about buses – I’m just so thankful they offer them.

At Walmart we stocked up on food and supplies and ended up with way more than we should have been carrying.  But between the two of us, a large laundry basket and Claudia’s rolling dolly we finally got it all home.  By this time it was almost 6:00 and we were starving.  We quickly whipped up a roasted chicken, broccoli and rice and really tried not to scarf it down.  After dinner was cleaned up we set up our wireless internet and settled in for the night.  Yesterday was supposed to be a running day for me but I just didn’t think I’d had the calories or rest to pull it off.

At bedtime, we found out the biggest downside of all to these apartments.  The mattresses.  Actually, they’re more like blue plastic pads.  Mattress isn’t the right word.  They’re terrible.  They’re hard (painfully hard), they make noise every time you move.  In less than 15 minutes, I could feel my back seizing up and was forced to migrate to the couch.  Not great but better and I slept like a rock for about 8 1/2 hours.  I’m going to have to buy a good mattress topper if I want to move back to a bed.  But I’m going to have to wait until the next trip to Walmart – and maybe the next paycheck to do it.

All in all it was a good day but so physically and emotionally taxing.  Today is mostly a day off.  I have a housing meeting at 10:00 but that is the only thing on the schedule.  Not sure what we’ll do after that.  For now, I’m going to post this and go for a run.  Hope I don’t get lost.

Thanks for following.  This post was long, I know, but so was my day.  They probably will be more brief from here on out.  I miss so many of you.  Come see me in Florida!

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From Texas, With Love

6:05 a.m.: At this moment, I am sitting in class at Le Cordon Bleu for the very last time.  All of the practical assessments and labs have been completed.  All that’s now left is a final written exam and my time at the school will end.  I’m greeting today with almost equal parts relief, happiness, trepidation and sadness.  I will miss the new friends I made here.  I will miss the instructors.  I will not miss the cravat and 4:00 a.m. alarm but they were a small price to pay for such an enjoyable year.  I’ve spent five days a week for nine months with this group of 17 people and to think that I could leave without being a bit sad is crazy.

At this point, I’m sitting with a 97 average in this class.  This, for the most part, assures that I will graduate with honors in September.  I’m proud of myself.  Proud that I started and more proud that I finished and finished strong.  After school, I will go to breakfast with my class and officially close a major chapter in my life – a chapter I will remember and treasure forever.

And then, a new chapter begins.

1:29 p.m.: Sitting at Love Field, Gate 14.  My flight into San Antonio has been delayed by (so far) 25 minutes.  This throws a ratchet into my connecting flight to Orlando but I’ve been assured that the plane is going to wait for me.  This will make me very popular with those on board and assure me the last (and worst) seat on the plane.  Given that my plane was originally supposed to leave at 1:40, it seems as if it’s going to be a very empty flight.  There are only about 60 people in the waiting area.  I’m sitting at a docking station and the older gentleman next to me is playing smooth jazz on his computer at a crazy loud level.  Odd.

After class today, we ceremoniously burned my cravat in the parking lot of the school.  Then we all went to Whataburger for my last meal in Texas.  It was a great time and I will miss all of my classmates dearly.  Between that and needing to be here, Ty and I ran around picking up last minute things.  I had forgotten to pack an umbrella!  It’s Florida.  In summer.  It literally rains at 3:00 every day.  Once I made it to the airport, I checked in and was completely relieved to see that my bags were under the 50# limit.  Barely.  Well my plane just arrived so I should move over to the gate and get ready to board.

One more thing…. Goodbyes suck.

9:53 p.m. (Eastern Time).  I finally made it to the hotel.  After a smooth and easy flight to San Antonio, I immediately boarded a flight to Orlando (as in, they-were-holding-the plane-so-no-time-to even-pee immediately.)  That flight was much more like a thrill ride than a flight.  Lots of dips, drops and moments of weightlessness.  We finally landed in Orlando and made it into the gate.  And then the lightening started.  We luckily made it off of the plane but our bags weren’t so lucky.  For two hours, we sat at the baggage claim waiting for them.  When they finally rolled up, only one of my checked bags was there.  The other (the one with the Keurig) is still missing.  Hoping and praying it’s shown up by the time I go back to the airport tomorrow morning.  Eventually, I hopped a shuttle to the hotel.  It’s nice and clean enough but there is no food.  I’m eating a granola bar and headed to bed.

Tomorrow is the big day.  I’ll head to the Disney apartments sometime around 7:30 a.m.  I’ll find out where I’m working tomorrow.  It’s kind of like a big reveal.  I’m sure there will be much more to talk about tomorrow.

And for the record… 7 seconds after landing I saw my first set of neon green crocs.  2 minutes and 34 seconds I saw my first set of Mickey Mouse ears and 12 minutes and 2 seconds I saw my first Disney nerd trying to impress old people with her extensive knowledge of Disney trivia.  Please, if I ever become that person, shoot me.  And for the record, she WAS wearing a fanny pack.

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The Fastest Week Ever

School is going well and finishing with a bang.  Wednesday we made our final presentations of our final project, Thursday we took our individual knife skills practical and made Caesar Salad and Eggs Benedict without the aide of recipes.  It all went well.  On Monday we have our final group practical – a large buffet (my group is responsible for the crepe action station) and on Tuesday we take our written final exam.  And I’m done.  So hard to believe that it’s been 9 months since I started classes.  School has been everything I hoped for and more.  It’s given me opportunities and the confidence to explore opportunities that I wouldn’t have had before.  My classmates have become dear friends and I will miss them horribly. I’m ready to be done but not ready for it to be over.

Finishing classes is significant but school won’t really end until I complete my 12 weeks of externship.  And externship starts in 4 days.  I have four days to wrap up my life here in North Texas and get ready to start a new one in Orlando, Florida working for a mouse.  Everyone keeps asking if I’m excited and look incredulous when the answer is, ‘no’.  I will be, I think.  Once I arrive and check in and learn my location and meet my roommate(s) and find a way to get to the grocery store.  Then I might be excited.  Right now, I feel more like this:


In going through and packing up boxes, I came across the scrapbook that my mom made me after my first stint at Disney World.  Some of the literature that they sent was fun.  I miss hard copies of things like congratulations emails, road maps and such.  Everything now is done by email and a “portal” that I log into to get information.  The 23-year-old scrapbook has the smell of old library books, the papers are yellow and the ink is faded on many of the letters and cards that I received while there.  One thing that I did learn is that I remembered correctly.  When I went before, I did NOT have to pack bedding, towels and such.  Hotel linens were issued to us when we checked in and we turned them back in at the end.  I’d like to get my hands on the stupid kid(s) who ruined that for everyone.  Packing is still an issue through I’m feeling better about it.  Thankfully, summer clothes don’t take up much room, even if the Keurig does.

Here are a few photos of me from 1989.  I don’t think I’ve changed at all, have I? 😉

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My Own Rockin’ Roller Coaster of Emotion

Just one week from tomorrow, I get on a plane.  It’s like a big dead end… or a big scary beginning.  Either way, it’s coming and it’s coming quickly.  After a weekend of baseball and fun with friends, I’m feeling the pressure to get things done.  Today, I actually opened a suitcase and started tossing stuff in.  I’m baffled at how I’m going to get everything to Florida in two suitcases and a carry on.  I don’t remember packing bedding in 1989.  That alone is a suitcase – a big one.  And then there’s the Keurig and a month’s worth of K-cups.  Because I might be okay if I run out of food, but if I’m working 60+ hours and run out of coffee, I will NOT be a happy Disney employee. Cast Member.

My list of must-dos is narrowing as time runs out.  A couple of days ago, I realized that I have NEVER been to the Ol South Pancake House.  Never.  It’s a freaking Fort Worth institution and I have never been.  Ty has described it as like a IHOP where your feet stick to the carpet.  This might turn you off but not me.  I have to go.  And I’m not satisfied to just go in the middle of the day.  Nope.  I want German pancakes sometime between 11 pm and 2 am.  My husband is, as you can imagine, thrilled.

Last night I spent with people I love in Downtown Fort Worth.  It was glorious and I only got weepy twice through the entire night.  And once, it was dark – no one noticed so I’m pretty sure no one thought I was too much of a freak.

School is still going well and it’s apparent that the end is near.  Our final projects are due on Wednesday and tomorrow, we’re doing our largest simulated restaurant line yet.  My group gets the Garde Manger station.  We’re responsible for Caesar Salad, Gazpacho and Mussels.  I’m very excited about the Gazpacho.  We’re skipping the classical recipe and opting for the Grape and Almond Gazpacho that was featured in this blog way back at the very beginning:  https://thegourmetgirls.wordpress.com/2009/06/16/a-different-take-on-gazpacho/  I love that my Chef gives us freedom with the recipes.  That’s not something that they all do.  Also, on Wednesday, Disney will be back on campus recruiting for summer and fall programs.  I’m planning to go to the presentation, just hoping to catch a little pixie dust.

I’ve found that some of you are enjoying the blog and living vicariously through our crazy.  I’ve been met with everything from, “I don’t know how you can do it” to “Awesome”.  I understand both.  I feel both.  Keep following.  Once I’m in Florida, things should get interesting.  I hope to post frequently with fun tales of being a middle-aged woman in a young person’s world.  I hope to also get back to posting recipes, Disney insider stuff and all that goes with it.  At times, those of you reading may be my only outlet to vent frustrations, share joys and express sorrows.  I have no idea what next week holds.  Much less next month.  So stick around, cue in your friends who might also enjoy the ride.  Not sure if it will be more like, Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride, Snow White’s Scary Adventures, Rockin’ Roller Coaster or the Tower of Terror.  Probably some of all on any given day.

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